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|| Independent Roleplay Blog for Felicia from Fire Emblem:if ||

[shitagaujo]

birthright was a mistake

[serveart-blog]

gently tries to sneak back here, gently crashes everything and probably starts a fire. just for u bby :heart: :heart: :heart:

rip Flora x2

[shitagaujo]

me comes back on here me: remembers how bad i died last year

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If we’re mutuals please read this

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           She couldn’t help the sigh that escapes her lips nor the frown that mars her features. She’s grateful Felicia is facing the other way― The younger would sure fuss otherwise. ❝ The fighting certainly is taxing… ❞ Her fingers move in Felicia’s hair to distract her from the exhaustion that comes with her comment, her throat clearing to hide such. 

    “But, I’m glad you’ve been doing well. After ensuring the tribe is relatively safe, I’m much more… Relaxed, I suppose. I’m still anxious since we’re still fighting but, I’m not as stressed as before.”

[shitagaujo]

Of course she remembered that the Ice Tribe was under constant stress from King Garon, and it wasn’t like she wanted her tribe to be destroyed, but she had sworn loyalty to Kamui, so it wasn’t like she necessarily had much of a choice… but since that was taken care of- it was a lot of burden taken off of her chest.

❝ I’m glad to hear that the tribe is safe… as well as I’m also glad you’re safe…! ❞

 With a small shy glance at her sister she gave a small smile, really happy to be able to fight and be by her sisters side once more…

            ❝ I-I’m also sorry for any trouble I caused you… ❞

[shitagaujo]

   It was somehow she had gotten into this situation... though she never really liked training, due to her distaste for fighting despite it being her biggest asset... she would have rather spent her time practicing her duties as a maid. Though she knew that she would have ended up breaking something or even have setting something on fire, which happened more often than she would have liked... though Joker had asked her to spar. Even though she wasn’t necessarily the best either. 

   As she felt more and more nervous, blocking attacks, it all came to a hault when she found herself hitting the ground, having tripped, due to her clumsiness. With a yelp she screamed a little as her nervousness took over.

                                     ❝ O-O-OW!! ❞

   She felt a little ashamed that even in the thing she was good at, or at least something she could consider herself decent at, she still failed to be confident in herself. With a small sigh she looked at Joker, almost expecting a lecture on how she should be more careful.

             ❝ I-I’m so sorry!! I promise I’ll try h-harder next time.... ❞

[shitagaujo]

Flora:

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            ❝ It feels as though it’s been so long since we’ve gotten a chance to spend time together like this. ❞ Fingers run through the younger’s hair, the elder humming gently. “Have you been well, Felicia?”

   It was rare for Felicia to get to spend time like this with her sister, which it was nice, with the war going on and everything being hectic, it was nice to spend some time with Flora. 

❝ It has been... with all the fighting, i-it’s hard to relax like this.... But I’ve been well, how about you, sister? ❞ 

[shitagaujo]

   It was just recently that Felicia had met the Hoshidan Prince. Honestly she was a bit nervous to even try and approach him. Not knowing him well, besides from the times that she had seen him when they were gathering for a mission... but she wanted to be friends with Lord Kamui’s brother! Especially since she knew the Nohrian Royal Family, it was a guaranteed to be a little harder... but she hoped that he would be accepting of her friendship!

❝ U-Um, Takumi...? ❞

   Honestly her heart felt like it was ready to beat out of her chest, honestly she hoped that she wouldn’t trip or something, causing him more trouble when she just wanted to talk to get to know him better... All she could do was hope for the best.

[shitagaujo]

Lord Kamui:

HE SHOWED A SMILE that admitted his satisfaction, that in which was only befitting for the likes of Kamui. Although it wasn’t the norm for Felicia herself to teach Kamui, he still insisted for her to in these sort of instances. 

❝ Don’t worry much— I’m sure you’ll do great! So… where do we start? ❞

  Even though she knew how to make the sandwiches, she wasn’t really sure she knew how to even teach how to make it... half the time she would just use regular ingredients, though she would substitute if necessary... She could do this...! With a deep breath in, she hesitantly answered, her voice cracking as she tensed up, a little flustered.

    ❝ A-Ano, T-Thank you so much Lord Kamui! I’ll try my best... ❞

   She stuttered as she looked around the kitchen, where did she put the ingredients... oh no! She was so flustered she knew she was going to make a mistake, which wasn’t acceptable. With a small sigh, trying to calm herself, she spoke up, looking around the kitchen.

❝ F-First we need the ingredients... like bread... a-and meat and cheeses ❞

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❝ AH, FELICIA! One more thing– ❞ How should he put it? Felicia has served Kamui for many years now, yet their relation was not of the typical ‘master and maid’, but rather, it seemed to be much more. ❝ —Would it be alright if I helped? I’d like to learn how to make your sandwiches. ❞

[shitagaujo]

   Felicia was surprised at this exclamation. No one ever asked her how to do something... if anything she thought that Joker should be the one showing Master Kamui how to do these kinds of things- considering how much of a klutz she was... But of course she couldn’t say no-! 

     ❝ I-If you want to! I don’t know how good I will be of a teacher... but I’ll do my best! ❞

[shitagaujo]

Hey, Felicia, do you think you could make me your sandwiches again? I really liked them!

❝ Of course, Master Kamui! ❞ The maid exclaimed, actually surprised that he even mentioned the sandwiches in the first place. Even though she wasn’t very good at cooking but it seemed that at least this was something that she could please him with. ❝ I’d make them anytime you want! ❞

[shitagaujo]

attempts to sneak on this blog 

crashes and falls, breaks 10 dishes and burns the tea

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♦ flourpicker

   It was a new face around the castle. With mostly familiar faces around all the time, it wasn’t very hard to spot out a new face... It was a terrible situation that she had crashed in to-- There were plates broken everywhere and it was all her fault... not that she wasn’t used to it by now.. but she still tried her best to stop messing up all the time. Quickly getting up, she looked at the young man.

       ❝ I-I’m so sorry Mister!! H-Huwa... Are you hurt anywhere?  ❞

[shitagaujo]

♟ Joker-San:

Hidden shifts of quicksilver muster an insidious glower as exuberant cheer gives him thanks for what ought to be SECOND NATURE to royal servants, alas, one could only pray to the high heavens for consistency as brutish ego lessens its onslaught, silence aloft for some time until reluctance muses substantial response to her voice of gratitude. He suppresses the burning tremors lodged in the middle of his throat at the start, rendering the noise just shy of disgruntled before lowering himself to a low murmur, hushed whispers to camouflage a begrudging veneer.

          ❝…Don’t mention it.❞

Beat. The widening of an irascible scowl.

          ❝Really, don’t ever speak of this to anyone, not even Lady Kamui or I’ll have to rip out your tongue. With my bare hands.❞

Swift vocalizations mirror stunning efficiency, yet graced with a touch of delicacy inherent by the blue blood coursing through wretched veins, past attempts in uprooting slack posture (GRACE & POISE! Never slouch!) drilled into his skeleton. Camaraderie between co-workers bears scant enterprise, thought of another aside from Lady Kamui complimenting him for oft unnoticed acts never crossing his mind nor appealing; one would think that such a kingdom of solitude might trickle loneliness on bent shoulders, but he finds it comforting; a solace without others breathing down his neck, observing each & every caution-ridden step. He spares a quick glance with dagger-eyes to reinforce the visible threat in coarsely-threaded words, then yielding to tart gnarls hissing spatters of ❛stupid,❜ ❛waste of time,❜ & ❛inconvenience,❜ anything to maintain the scorn he is meant to harbor.

Gods know the sorts of rumors pass along the servants nowadays.

   Gentle eyes of sorrow swiftly glance at the butler who was helping her pick up the tinier pieces of shattered porcelain- she knew that she wasn’t a very good maid, and was absolutely terrible at actually doing her job, but even her absolute best was still not enough... but even through it all she tried her best to keep her smile in tact, because complaining or pouting wouldn’t change anything. No matter how mean or cruel Joker was, he was still always reliable...

        ❝ Y-Yes... I promise to keep it a secret...  ❞

   Her voice cracked as she knew that he was absolutely dead serious with his words, as always. The coral haired maid always took Joker as a serious character, he was basically a perfect butler and never made any mistakes, and she knew that it must be a big drag to have to pick up after all her mistakes. But no matter what, he was always there to help her when she needed it. No matter how much he jabbed her with nasty comments, she still thought he was one of the kindest people she knew. Helping finish picking up the pieces of the broken plate, she spoke softly.

                     ❝ It’s the least I can do for all the help you give me..  ❞

[shitagaujo]

♞ Kazahana:

    A SIGH escaped her slightly parted lips. Her hands on her hips, the samurai popped her neck and took a step closer, examining the rather ‘out of it’ maid carefully. She seemed harmless enough. If she decided to try and attack her, Kazahana would easily dispatch the other female. As simple as that.

     ❛Well.. Sure. It’s whatever. Name’s Kazahana, guardian to Lady Sakura. .. You sound awfully familiar.❜

   The maid finally got some composure over herself finally- even though she was always messing up, she had times where she was able to be calm and collected, even though that was mainly on the battlefield.... But even so, the maid wasn’t someone who intended to harm anyone unless she was ordered to.

      ❝ Kazahana...? That’s a really pretty name! ❞

   Though the fact that the woman said that she sounded familiar baffled her. Felicia didn’t really know anyone outside the Ice Tribe and the Nohr Kingdom, nevertheless she would give the woman an honest answer.

      ❝ Ano... I don’t recall ever meeting you before... I don’t know how you would know me otherwise...  ❞

[a-crimsonmalice]

This is the absolute last time I am posting this. 

I AM MUTUAL EXCLUSIVE FOR MY OWN SANITY.

I don’t do it to be an asshole. I don’t do it because I think blogs that follow me aren’t worth following. That’s not it at all. I love all of my followers, you guys are amazing, but I need to crack the whip on this before I lose my goddamn mind. I, like many people, am mutual exclusive and selective for a number of reasons. 

If you are not sure if you are mutuals with someone, go check. Go to your followers page, and use the search bar to search someone’s url, and see if they are following you. Then, go check their rules to see how selective they are (if they accept memes from non mutuals, etc etc.)

Do this before you start liking starter calls. Do this before you start sending IC memes. Do this before you attempt at all to roleplay with someone.

Constantly receiving memes and likes on starter calls from non-mutuals is extremely frustrating and upsetting at this point. As someone who bends over backwards to make sure I’m mutuals with someone who is exclusive and not break their rules, it’s upsetting to see the large majority of people who don’t do that for me. 

Don’t constantly send memes or like starter calls in an attempt for them either to follow you or change their mind. This has happened to me before, and I can tell you right now. It will not make me change my mind. It will make me block you. Muses are just like real life human beings. Some are selective in whom we interact with – and just like in real life, you need to respect that.

[shitagaujo]

                   If it’s to serve Master Kamui…

                                                    I’ll do my best!           

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